Cold.
So very cold.
She sits in the warm water, washing her feet.
I sit quietly and make watch.
She turns towards me and she says 'Buddy, what are you doing?'
'I'm not your Buddy' I think.
'I'm not your Buddy.'
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Buddy Blogs #2
I is Buddy. And yes, I dids it. I made watch. Behind the curtain. Her soapy ankles. Her quivering kneecaps. She saw and cast me ...
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